The copper sword envoy's gaze became even more fiery, and he became very interested in the spatial rules mastered by Ye Chenfeng.
"Not bad, Xuan Ziwei, you are better than I imagined!"
Ye Chenfeng stood in the air, condescendingly looking down at the hot and beautiful Xuan Ziwei, and summoned the low-grade ancestral artifact, the Demon Sealing Sword, ready to defeat her in one go.
"Ancestral Artifact, Ye Chenfeng also has an Ancestral Artifact!"
Seeing the sword glow from the Sealing Demon Sword continuously cut through the space, the eyes of the masters of all major forces almost popped out in shock.
"No matter what the result of the match is, this Ye Chenfeng must be caught, and he must not be allowed to leave!"
The bronze sword envoy did not expect that there were so many secrets hidden in Ye Chenfeng. He not only cultivated the rules of space to the fifth level, but also possessed an extremely precious ancestral sword.
"Well, I will order people to set up a large formation on the top of Tianjian Mountain and seal this place!"
Jue Yanlong nodded, called several Qijue Sword Palace masters, gave them a lot of cornerstones, and ordered them to set up a net around the top of Tianjian Mountain.
"Ye Chenfeng, although you are powerful, it is not so easy to defeat me!"
Xuan Ziwei's beautiful eyes showed sharp edges, and with a thought, the holy sword soul flew out of her sea of souls.
"Holy sword soul, that beauty has cultivated into a holy sword soul. It seems that Ye Chenfeng is powerless!"
"That's right, that beauty is already strong, but now she summons a holy sword soul, Ye Chenfeng will definitely lose!"
Looking at the holy sword soul hovering above Xuan Ziwei's head, almost no one is optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.
But the distraught Po Wentian's heart skipped a beat, because he clearly remembered that Ye Chenfeng condensed into a more terrifying ancestor-level sword soul.
"Is this your hole card? It's not that good!" Ye Chenfeng smiled contemptuously looking at the holy sword soul emitting a dazzling red light: "Okay, this game can be over, let you meet me the hole card."
Saying that, an unrivaled black light flew out of Ye Chenfeng's soul sea, hovering over his head.
"Black, black... this is the ancestral sword soul!"
"Oh my god, what kind of monster is this Ye Chenfeng? Not only is he physically invincible, but he even condensed an ancestor-level sword soul, and he can't let people live!"
"Terrible, it's too scary, maybe that Ye Chenfeng can really have the last laugh, forcefully crushing Xuanjian Dongtian with his own strength, and win the final victory for the Mountain Breaking Sword Sect!"
The masters of all major forces were stunned by Ye Chenfeng's background, even Xuan Ziwei, who was arrogant and rarely put people in his eyes, showed a look of absence.
Because she is very clear about the difficulty of condensing the ancestor-level sword soul. With her talent and the resources she has mastered, she has not fully grasped the difficulty of condensing her sword soul to the ancestor-level level. Sword Soul has been raised to a very high level.
"Am I really not as good as him?" Xuan Ziwei felt a strong sense of frustration in her heart.
"If you have any means, use them together, otherwise you may not have a chance."
Ye Chenfeng controlled the ancestor-level sword soul to merge into the Demon-Sealing Sword, activating all the ancestral patterns in the Demon-Sealing Sword. He raised the Demon-Sealing Sword high, pointed at Xuan Ziwei with a dignified face, and said domineeringly.
"Ye Chenfeng, you are really powerful, but it is not so easy to defeat me!"
Xuan Ziwei took a deep breath, got rid of the distracting thoughts in her mind, and used the mysterious magic power of Xuanjian Dongtian that has been passed down for countless years, burning the power of the powerful blood, and forcibly raised her own strength to the realm of the three-star Taoist ancestor.
As her strength skyrocketed, Xuan Ziwei didn't hesitate any longer, holding the Qiushui Zujian, she stabbed out one after another of sword lights that looked down on the world, like endless waves of swords, surging towards Ye Chenfeng.
"cut!"
The waves of swords tearing through the space hit, Ye Chenfeng did not use a powerful sword move, but slashed down the void with the Demon Sealing Sword.
A sword is cut out, and the lore is ruthless.
The terrifying sword light was like a waning moon, slashing fiercely on the rushing sword wave, relying on absolute attack, it broke Xuan Ziwei's attack.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng thrust a sword at Xuan Ziwei's towering chest.
And this glance, in front of the eyes of the crowd, was extremely slow, but in the eyes of Xuan Ziwei, Tong Jianshi, and Jue Yanlong, it was a different mood.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng's slow sword appeared on Xuan Ziwei's chest. The terrifying sword glow cut through all barriers, directly tore Xuan Ziwei's clothes and her inner armor, revealing a Eye-catching white.
If it wasn't for Xuan Ziwei's extreme keenness and premonition of danger to dodge early, otherwise this sword would be enough to pierce her chest.
"you… "
Seeing the clothes on her chest being cut open by Ye Chenfeng, revealing a trace of spring light, Xuan Ziwei's body immediately reflected endless sword light, covering the whole body, and on her delicate face, two intoxicating blushes appeared, The eyes looking at Ye Chenfeng became angry and annoyed.
"Why, do you still care about life and death?" Ye Chenfeng ignored Xuan Ziwei's angry eyes and said, "You have to know that if you lose, you will lose your life."
"Ye Chenfeng, don't be arrogant, it's not that easy to defeat me!"
Xuan Ziwei's teeth were itching with hatred, she aroused the power of the holy sword soul, and constantly used the strongest killing move she had mastered to attack Ye Chenfeng.
Facing Ye Chenfeng, the strongest enemy she has encountered since her debut, Xuan Ziwei's potential has been stimulated, and the power of her killer moves has been continuously improved. In addition, she has used secret techniques, and has a three-star Taoist power for a short time. , The entire martial arts arena turned into a sea of swords, turbulent and surging.
But in the sea of swords, Ye Chenfeng remained calm in the face of danger. He was like an unshakable rock, no matter how the sea of swords attacked, he could not hurt him at all.
"How could Ye Chenfeng be so strong!"
"Is he really only one-star Daozu realm?"
It can be said that Ye Chenfeng's various methods were beyond everyone's imagination, making them unable to believe what happened before them.